The 177 % Dve for Yam 

Suaged in the cum 

she gigsted are, she at her brillanes dhe duhet gefully as her fillisine 

Kort bzarna Turnsting or gung anumang in kue grain. 

Phone’s bus curled up into a glowing errat. She was confetent that Judith, whom she considered 

inferint, wat is yo 

Jund when thesebe was about to write a reply, several screenshots appeared in her comments Fly smile 

instantly faltered, and her face turned unusually pale. Her body trambled uncontrollably, and the nearly 

dropped her phone in panic. 

The screenshots revealed her chat histories with Brent and other men, including Darian Simpson, a male 

student who had been pursuing her. 

Phoebe intended to give Brent an explanation after the sensation. However, she didn’t expect to see her 

private messages being disclosed to the public. 

Phoebe stared at her phone for a second before swiftly deleting the comment. To her horror, she 

discovered more of her secrets in the flood of comments. Worst of all, her fans had noticed the 

screenshots and clicked on them. 

The chats weren’t merely flirtatious. They had escalated to something obscene. Phoebe had even sent 

her boudoir photos to Brent and addressed him affectionately. It was a stark departure from her usual 

strong and independent image. 

On top of that, she had given different nicknames to her contacts–Brent was named “My Sugar Daddy” 

while Darian was named “Simp 1“. Upon further scrolling, it was found that Phoebe had nicknamed her 

other admirers by numbers. 

In particular, Jaxon was hilariously named a “Wealthy Old Man to Marry“. Obviously, Phoebe merely 

treated him as a walking ATM. 

Among the chats, Darian stood out from the rest. He was renowned as a college hunk and the one who 

had vehemently refuted Phoebe’s rumors. According to the chat, he had offered her comfort when the 

rumors started. 

“I know you must be upset, Phoebe. No one likes being accused of something they didn’t do. I’ve bought 

some milkshakes for you and sent them to your dorm. 

“Remember, you’ve done nothing wrong. That old hag is just jealous of your beauty. Besides, she’s at fault for neglecting her husband,” he texted. 

The screenshots came as a bombshell, leaving the netizens startled and intrigued. The whole internet 

erupted in a frenzy as everyone wondered the truth. Regardless, it marked the end ‘for Phoebe. 

Phoebe, who had always yearned for fame, finally got her wish with such revelation. 

As the commotion brewed online, Phoebe’s fans stubbornly defended her. Those who shared her 

sentiments even posted ridiculous comments. 

Can’t the haters use their brains? Pheebs will never simp for her top supporter.” 

That’s right! It’s obvious that the chat history has been photoshopped!” 

Despite her fans‘ unwavering faith, Phoebe didn’t feel relieved at all. She had been desperately deleting the comments, but her secrets continued to surface. At that moment, she received a call from Brent but was too afraid to answer. 

When Phoebe rejected his call, Brent texted her, “Feeling bold now, are we? How dare you hide from me? Just you wait!” 

Terrified, Phoebe hurriedly called Brent, “I was wrong, Brent. I’ll explain to you later” 

“I’m not listening to your excuses. I thought you were truly innocent. I believed your sweet lies and showered you with gifts. I even helped you in live battles. I’ve spent a fortune on you. Yet, you’ve been flirting around behind my back. 

“How dare you betray me! I don’t care who you’ve offended, but you better fix this quickly. You know the consequences if they replace out my identity,” Brent threatened. 

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